I've seen it watching me, that misty thing without a face. It weaves my thoughts, lined them up in black lace. It buries my shape and leaves no trace. Tomorrow I will have no shame, and I will start again.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1384 | 2017-08-24 13:20:40 | 65.65 | 95% |
| 929 | 2017-04-22 10:45:07 | 62.52 | 93% |